Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

Days passed one by one, and soon it was the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, which was also the day when the office was completely closed. However, Liu Guozheng and Lou Xiao'e decided to go to the office to deal with some accounts before the New Year, and to pay overtime wages, year-end bonuses and holiday gifts to Huang Qiuxia.

After Liu Guozheng's proposal, no matter whether it is a food factory or an office, all employees will receive an extra month's salary as their year-end bonus. That is to say, if your monthly salary is 30 yuan, your year-end bonus will be 30 yuan.

This is also the result of considering many aspects. After the employees of these food factories return to the village, even if they don't publicize it widely, at least the whole village will know about it, which can be regarded as a preparation for recruiting workers again after the New Year.

The New Year gifts were also quite rich, so rich that no one could believe it.

Two fish.

A box of pure meat sausage.

A case of soda.

Fifty kilograms of flour.

Two bottles of white wine.

Two jars of rice wine.

Ten pounds of pork belly.

As long as they are employees of the food factory and office, from the factory manager to the ordinary worker, the Spring Festival gifts are the same, with no discrimination.

These things were quite bold and practical at the time, and most state-owned enterprises did not dare to issue them.

All the workers in the food factory can have a prosperous New Year. After receiving these things, their families don’t need to buy New Year’s goods.

Liu Guozheng believes that with the year-end bonus and generous holiday gifts, the recruitment after the New Year will definitely be smoother. With these things, no one will ask whether the household registration problem can be solved.

After lunch, Liu Guozheng and Lou Xiaoe drove into the city.

When we arrived at Nanluoguxiang, we saw that the streets were crowded with people. From time to time, we could hear the sound of gongs, curses mixed with crying and shouting. It was obvious that someone was being criticized.

"Brother Zheng, shall we go take a look?"

Over the past year, Lou Xiao'e has become accustomed to watching the fun and wants to go to any lively place.

"There are so many people, our car can't get through."

Liu Guozheng was not very willing to watch people being criticized, and he himself did not like watching the fun.

"It's not too far from the office anyway, so let Xu Fang drive the car. We can take a detour and have him drive directly to the office, and we can walk back."

Since Lou Xiao'e showed great interest, Liu Guozheng had no choice but to accompany her.

The two men squeezed into the crowd. On the temporary platform, there were three women kneeling in front of the crowd. Their hands were tied behind their backs and their hair was loose. It looked like they were being tickled by some onlookers.

From time to time, people threw rotten vegetable leaves onto the stage, some threw bricks, and some people got rotten eggs from somewhere and smashed them on the three people without mercy.

"Brother Zheng, Brother Zheng."

As soon as Liu Guozheng and the other man squeezed in, they heard a familiar voice.

"Da Mao? Why are you here?"

"Brother Zheng, why are you here too?"

What a coincidence, I can meet acquaintances while watching the fun.

"Da Mao, didn't you go to the factory today?"

"Haha, I went there. This is a struggle session jointly held by the street office and the factory. The people watching are all workers from various factories."

"Wow, this is quite a scene. What's the reason for these three people?"

"Brother Zheng, sister-in-law, this is both funny and sad."

It turned out that the three people who were criticized were Pan Yinghong, Feihua and Sai Yuhuan. In theory, what they did was very secretive. That courtyard belonged to Pan Yinghong, and under normal circumstances, people nearby would not report them.

The bad thing is that someone died.

The deceased was also a celebrity, at least a celebrity in Nanluoguxiang.

That is Yan Jiecheng.

This guy really died in the fat flower's belly.

Yan Jiecheng's health was already seriously deficient, and he didn't know how to control himself. He always thought that there was nothing wrong with his body, so he often went to Feihua, and most of the time they stayed together all night.

This happened yesterday morning. As it was the end of the year, Yan Jiecheng was in no mood to go to work, so he asked for three days off, saying that he was physically exhausted and needed to rest.

Yesterday was the first day. Maybe because he didn’t have much money left, or maybe because it was too cold at night, Yan Jiecheng went to look for Feihua at around 11 o’clock in the morning.

As a result, he lay on Feihua, and just after moving twice, his body suddenly stiffened and he lay on Feihua without moving.

Feihua plucked up her courage and tried to check, and found that Yan Jiecheng was still breathing slightly. She discussed with Pan Yinghong and Sai Yuhuan and decided to send Yan Jiecheng to the hospital, so she found a tricycle.

It was Pan Yinghong and the others' bad luck that just as they lifted Yan Jiecheng onto the tricycle, he stopped breathing.

When the tricycle driver saw this, he knew that the game was over. He felt that this job was unlucky, so he immediately said he would call the police.

Speaking of calling the police, Pan Yinghong was unwilling to do so. What were they doing? Secret prostitutes? If they were caught, serious cases would be sent directly to labor reform. This was not like the time when Xiaguo was just founded, when these prostitutes were collectively reformed, ideologically educated, trained in labor techniques, and then found someone to live a good life.

They were breaking the law in the first place, and now someone had died, so labor reform was inevitable. Pan Yinghong didn't want the tricycle driver to call the police, so an argument broke out.

This attracted the attention of people nearby, and now Pan Yinghong and the other two couldn't escape even if they wanted to.

He was taken directly to the police station.

The tricycle driver said that it was Pan Yinghong and her gang who murdered the woman. But Pan Yinghong and her gang were not stupid and naturally would not admit it. The worst that could happen to them was that they would be sent to labor reform for two years, but if Yan Jiecheng's death was blamed on them, they would have nothing to do but eat peanuts.

In order to find out the cause of Yan Jiecheng's death, he was sent directly for an autopsy.

The final autopsy results attributed Yan Jiecheng's death to the abuse of tiger and wolf drugs, and ruled out the suspicion of Pan Yinghong and the other two as active murderers.

After all, someone died, and it was inevitable that the three of them would be criticized.

As time was really tight, after discussion it was decided to hold a one-day criticism session, inviting nearby residents and workers from major factories to participate, and at the same time provide them with ideological education.

The factory workers were fine. They were told they were here to attend a struggle session and if you didn't want to come you could go home and no one would investigate. But it was different for the nearby residents. Everyone had to go. It was said that Pan Yinghong had been doing this job for more than ten years, but no one reported it. It was obvious that these people's ideological awareness needed to be improved.

The ideological education work is mainly done for the residents in this vicinity.

"Brother Zheng, look, isn't that Shazhu the one closest to the stands?"

Looking in the direction Xu Damao pointed, it was Sha Zhu.

Liu Guozheng's eyes were very sharp, and he could see the expression on Sha Zhu's face clearly. His face was full of worry, which made Liu Guozheng extremely puzzled. Could it be that the yin-yang face was also related to Sha Zhu?

"Da Mao, is He Yuzhu also a frequent visitor there?"

"Hehe, it's possible. He has been very close to Yan Jiecheng these days, so he must go there often. Look at the person he is staring at now, the one with the yin-yang face. Isn't his figure comparable to Qin Huairu's?"

After Xu Damao said this, Liu Guozheng finally understood that Sha Zhu had fallen in love with him over time.